Lahat ng Kabanata ng Craving my father-in-law: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Valen’s POVVeyra had slept in my arms throughout the night. She looked better, more rested, though still pale and fragile. At one point , she was turning around as if she was having bad dreams. I wished I could take the pain away, but I shouldn’t even love her back in the first place.Towards morning, her breathing was steady and peaceful. We cuddled throughout the night. She stirred in my arms. I would wake up occasionally just to look at her face. She looked peaceful- like she trusted and depended on me again. I could almost pretend that none of this mess had ever happened.The next morning, Gina came to visit Veyra again.When I asked who it was and she replied, I became uncomfortable. When Gina knocked on the hospital room door, I felt my muscles tense involuntarily. She was like doom. I didn’t want her around me and Veyra. The sound on the door was soft, polite even, but it might as well have been thunder in my ears. I hated her around. She was like a threat to everything pe

Valen’s POV“No?” I looked at her with so much expression on my face."No, I am not happy that you are with her, if I am to be sincere. But what am I? Who am I to make decisions for you? You are the future alpha of the pack, you choose whoever you want to be with. And I am sure that you don’t want to be with me. You want to be with Veyra even if you might not be happy. My happiness does not matter here, it is what you want to count.”Gina had never hidden the fact that she wanted to be with me, yet I was surprised by her reply"Gina," I was saying, but she seemed to already be sad about the whole situation. She was standing up."I need to leave," she averted her gaze and started packing her bag to leave. "I have class and I cannot miss it"I couldn’t let her go just like that. I held her hand immediately and prevented her from moving. “We need to talk then. If you have all these feelings pent up in your chest, we need to talk”She tried not to look at me, but I already saw the tears

Valen’s POV“What do you mean we’re not getting married?” She said she was testing the waters. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her lips parted in an impending shock and her toes curled inwards“We are not getting married until we can trust each other fully,” I said instead, being a coward once again. For weeks, I had been trying to tell her that we should break up, but I had not been able to do it. Anytime I brought it up, I would change the topic. What I wanted to tell her was that we were not going to get married because we would be breaking up soon, but they said somethingHer face fell, but she nodded. "Yes, yes. You're right. I just... I want you to know that I'm committed to us. That is all… I… I will keep proving to you that I can be trusted…” I saw tears almost dropped from my eyes, but it did not mean anything to me anymore- unlike before where I would have done anything to make her not to cryCommitted. The word made me want to laugh. She had been committed when she was sneakin

Valen’s POVTorture was when Gina would not just stop running her mouth. Every time she talked, I feel like she was going to expose to Veyra our relationshipGina had the tendency to talk too much and expose everything all because she wanted to spite her friend“Oh, this actress is gorgeous,” Gina interrupted during a romantic scene. We had stopped watching the documentary and we were now watching a movie. “Look at how high her cheekbones are. She looks like a model. So elegant and refined. Some women are just naturally beautiful, you know? They don’t have to try so hard. I know that men will be flocking around her.”I didn’t have to look to know Veyra’s hand had gone to her face. She’d spent an hour on her makeup earlier, trying to look good for me.“I love her dress,” Veyra said, timidly trying to join in. I wonder why she always had to respond to Gina. Could you not just ignore the fool?“Really?” Gina tilted her head just to look at Veyra’s expression. “I think it’s a bit much. To

Valen’s POV“You two are so cute,” one of the pack young wives in our age group gathering said to me and Veyra. That was Dorothy, she was married to an elder who was seventy seven years old. Sometimes I wonder to myself who would marry an omega like Veyra if I dump her. Girls like Dorothy get married to old men because they are Omega and they don’t have a mate- so they just get married to men three times their age just to reproduce and continue their family name. If only Dorothy knew that Veyra would be in her shoes very soon“Thank you,” Veyra blushed, gullibly beside me“When are you going to make it official?” another asked. Same thing- young girls married to old elders.Only if they knew that they were just the bad omen that Veyra refused to seeVeyra blushed and looked at me like she wanted me to save her. Instead, I felt that familiar irritation bubbling up. Everyone just assumed we were a perfect couple. No one asked me what I wanted.“We’re taking things slow,” I said without